Clip vidéo
Clip vidéo
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Quavo
Chant
Takeoff
Chant
Gucci Mane
Chant
DJ Durel
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Alexander William Monro
Paroles/Composition
Daryl McPherson
Paroles/Composition
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Paroles/Composition
Mohkom Bhangal
Paroles/Composition
Pepijn Baltus
Paroles/Composition
Quavious Marshall
Paroles/Composition
Radric Delantic Davis
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Quavo
Ingénierie de mixage
DJ Durel
Production
Money Musik
Production
Larry Anthony
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Colin Leonard
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Eza
Production
duce.6x
Production
Paroles
[Intro]
(DJ Durel, yes sir)
[Chorus]
Fuck the other shit, I'm goin' for the win (Fuckin' win)
Pulled up with that bitch, then pulled off with her friend (Skrrt)
"How he get that?" Shhh, just know he got it in (Brr)
Gave my partner 50 Cent, he shot many men (Brr)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Who?)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Bitch)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Us)
Bet not drop that pin (Drop it), we gon' spin again
[Verse 1]
I'ma spin (Spin, spin), we gon' slide (Slide)
Drop that pin, pussy ****, come outside (Come outside)
I been runnin' up that chicken, I ain't tired (Go)
Ain't shed another tear since when my grandma died (Grandma)
I got a all white Rolls with the bloody guts inside (Yup)
Think shit sweet, then try
Steppin' in shoes that's not yo' size (**** ain't steppin')
The back of the Maybach, I sit and recline (Thinkin' 'bout what?)
And I got Franklins all on my mind, then chrome, then spine (What else?)
Chrome the 9 (Then what?), and bullet proof the ride (Skrrt)
We spin the block and yell out, "He ain't outside!" (Where he at?)
Heard he had a weddin', he must be the bride (Bitch)
I take them pies, subtract them and divide (Takeoff)
[Chorus]
Fuck the other shit, I'm goin' for the win (Fuckin' win)
Pulled up with that bitch, then pulled off with her friends (Skrrt)
"How he get that?" Shhh, just know he got it in (Brr)
Gave my partner 50 Cent, he shot many men (Brr)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Who?)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Huncho)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Who?)
Bet not drop that pin (Drop it), we gon' spin again
[Verse 2]
Drop the pin, then we goin' in, flip the switch and win (Go)
Wide body snatched out the back, I'ma crash the Benz (Skrrt)
If she start trippin', try her friend, now I fuck her twin (Smash)
Told yo' bitch to pop that pussy, plenty more to spend (Ugh)
'Case ya boy start hookin', then I'm jumpin' in (Hey)
Came from nothin', now my Lambo' look like dolphin fins (Sky)
You sniffed a bowl full of rice, then I'ma call you Glen (Snortin')
Droppin' narcotic devices over prison fence (Gone)
Hold that down, handle my business, ****, let's get it (Let's get it)
****, I'm with you, hundred and fifty (Ugh)
****, it's us vs them for the city (Woo)
Yeah, I know that you scared, you shitty (You scared)
I'm standin' on all the business (On business)
I'm feelin' like Steph and Klay (Splash)
We pull up, hit all the swishes (On God)
[Chorus]
Fuck the other shit, I'm goin' for the win (Fuckin' win)
Pulled up with that bitch, then pulled off with her friend (Skrrt)
"How he get that?" Shhh, just know he got it in (Brr)
Gave my parter 50 Cent, he shot many men (Brr)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Who?)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Bitch)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Us)
Bet not drop that pin (Drop it), we gon' spin again
[Verse 3]
How ya think you gonna beat the Wop? You know you gonna lose (Huh?)
Why bring her to the function when you know she wanna choose? (Yeah)
Free Young Thug and Gunna while you at it Pooh and Foo (Slime)
Let my **** out, you know they havin' somethin' to do (Brick)
A street **** can turn exec' and I'm the livin' proof (Wop)
I pull up in a Roadster, had to stop to test the roof (Drop)
Real street **** when I'm in and out the booth
Why when **** tell they stories, they just sprinkle in the truth? (Well damn)
When they say, it's up, it's stuck, gotta be careful how you move (Uh)
Bullets go through windows, gotta watch the words you choose
The AR got to jerkin', burned his hand and left a bruise
When them bodies start to drop, they screamin', "Stop, let's call a truce"
[Outro]
Fuck the other shit, I'm goin' for the win (Fuckin' win)
Written by: Alexander William Monro, Daryl McPherson, Kirsnick Khari Ball, Mohkom Bhangal, Pepijn Baltus, Quavious Marshall, Radric Delantic Davis

